Family

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Over a hundred years ago in the year nineteen and zero three
Great-grandpa bought a Waltham pocket watch for a set fee
He wore that 17 jewel watch with great joy and pride
In his front vest pocket that timepiece did abide

He died and the watch was passed to his son
His name was Archie and he was a ton of fun
He fathered twin girls named Mary and Mildred
Mary was my mother and to A.J. Rozier she wed

Grandpa lovingly wound that watch every night
So he could hear it ticking at the dawn's light
In nineteen and sixty three Grandpa passed away
Aunt Mildred placed his watch in a drawer to stay

On my 56th birthday in April of this very year
Aunt Mildred gave me a present that was so dear
She pulled out that heirloom Waltham timepiece
And gave it to her nephew instead of a niece

I wonderingly held that old watch in my hand
It had belonged to two who had departed this land
That old watch quit ticking for two special men
Their time on this earth had come to an end

I wound it up so I could hear it tick and tock
The watch was more precious than a modern clock
I proudly displayed it to some of my kin
And told them it kept perfect time like Big Ben

All of us are allotted a certain block of time
We can't buy more with a nickel nor a dime
Our heavenly home will have no timepieces
Eternity is where the measure of time ceases

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